etc., recall the word
resoldered here
in a pane of sand.
— R. Kenney
LEGO is making products so amazing they have to censor how much their customers rave about them.
From a site-based e-mail to my wife that began “Holy shit!” and ended with some half-hearted rationale that we needed to buy this for our son for Christmas. (At least I’m self-consciously transparent, you know?)
Clowns at the circus
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Welcome to another annual edition of recommendations for your spooky Christmas needs. (Click here to skip right to the reviews.) Last year I mentioned the few contemporary remnants of the Victorian-era love of wintertime ghosts, but the linkage between short, dark days and the urge for flesh-tingling storytelling goes back a lot further than that. Shakespeare in A Winter’s […]
I turned 50 last month. It’s a funny age. Old for sure, but not ancient; closer to the end than the beginning, statistically. Maybe because of that memento mori I seemed naturally to be thinking less about the present and more about the future — a future far enough out that does not include me. […]
Friends! I turn 50 years old on August 4. I’ll pause for old person jokes, but please speak up. 50 is an arbitrary milestone, sure, but I got myself a pretty great gift and I’d like to tell you about it. August 4 will mark 1,000 days since I gave up alcohol. It’s been the […]
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